The Fireplace Poker

Lyrics

The Reverend had his wife done in
 By a guy I knew in high school
 He and a friend should do her in
 And make it look like a robbery
 "Here's money, son, go buy a gun
 And shoot her in the head
 No one who dies testifies
 Make sure that she is dead"
 The heathens were paid a thousand bucks
 To eliminate someone
 Plus they were paid five hundred more
 To get themselves a gun
 The guy I knew had a hunting knife
 "Why bother with a gun?
 She'll still be dead, why sweat details
 As long as it gets done"
 The Bible said that Jesus bled
 For the sins of the rest of us
 The Reverend had his wife done in
 For 15 hundred bucks
 They knocked upon the door
 Said their car broke down
 And asked if they could use the phone
 For a ride back into town
 They stabbed her several times
 And left her there for dead
 Bleeding and crying out
 And gasping for breath
 And they went out the very next night
 And bragged about it
 The Reverend came home from work
 And found the Mrs. dying
 Life was falling from her grasp
 But still she lay there trying
 No one will ever know what she told him
 Or know what he told her
 'Cause the Reverend did his wife in
 15 whacks, fireplace poker
 The headlines screamed out "Brutal murder
 Small town preacher's wife"
 The crime rocked all of Colbert County
 As each new fact came to light
 It seems the preacher had a girl
 He counseled on the side
 Now the shit was coming down
 And she was scared to lie
 The preacher came home from the funeral
 And found policemen waiting
 The heathens, it seems, got coked up and drunk
 And did a lot of communicating
 Life is cheap for a couple of creeps
 But this here is the smoker
 Their prints were found all around the room
 But not on the fireplace poker
 The preacher's son brought his father home
 And followed him inside
 Shots rang out in the Tuscumbia night
 Was he alone when he died?
 Don't call the son for questioning
 That bullet was deserved
 Better call it suicide
 Justice has been served
 Better call it suicide
 Justice has been served
 The Reverend had his wife done in
 By a guy I knew in high school
 He and a friend should do her in
 And make it look like a robbery

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Song Details

Duration
08:14
Key
5
Tempo
102 BPM

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